Carito - Carlos Vives, Vives, Carlos

Pensaba yo en estos tiempos

De incomprensiones y desencantos

En tantas buenas razones

Para soñar sin desfallecer

Y pensaba con nostalgia

De la inocencia de aquellos años

De esos primeros amores

Que al recordar vuelven a nacer

Y recorro en mi memoria

Aquellos tiempos de Carito

Ella era una miss de Boston

Que daba clase en la escuela

Le gustaba el español

Y aunque lo hablaba poquito

Tenía esos ojos bonitos

Que hablaban muy bien por ella

Carito me habla en inglés

Que bonito se le ve

Carito me habla en inglés

Qué me dice yo no sé

Carlitos, don’t be like that

Now listen to me

You will pay attention

I need you to write in English

Muy perfecto parragraph

And tell me where did you learn

Dónde tú aprender to be tan coqueto

Remember, nada de fútbol

Until you finish the work you have

Y me daba una sonrisa

Y yo me quedaba loquito

Y después en el examen

Lo ponía todo al revés

Carito se fue del valle

Yo la recuerdo cantando

Porque me dejó muy triste

Para su tierra se fue

Carito me habla en inglés

Que bonito se le ve

Carito me habla en inglés

Qué me dice yo no sé

Te llevaría para mi tierra

Carito, dime que sí

Que no me quiero morir

Carito, don’t tell me no

Que me muero por tu amor

Carito, dime que sí

Que no me quiero morir

Carito, don’t tell me no

Que me muero por tu amor

Que importa la raza

Tampoco el idioma

Si al fin lo que cuenta

Es lo buena persona

Si es del altiplano

O de tierra caliente

Si al fin lo que vale

Es que sea buena gente

Que importa su credo

Si es hombre influyente

Si al fin lo que cuenta

Es la gente decente

No importa si es blanco

Si es pobre y famoso

Si al fin lo que vale

Es que cante sabroso

I thought in these times

Of misunderstandings and disenchantments

in so many good reasons

To dream without fainting

And I thought nostalgically

Of the innocence of those years

Of those first loves

That by remembering they are born again

And I walk in my memory

Those times of Carito

She was a Miss from Boston

That she taught at school

She liked Spanish

And although she spoke it little

She had those pretty eyes

They spoke very well for her

Carito speaks to me in English

How beautiful she looks

Carito speaks to me in English

What does it tell me? I don't know

Carlitos, don't be like that

Now listen to me

You will pay attention

I need you to write in English

very perfect paragraph

And tell me where did you learn

where you learn to be so flirtatious

Remember, no football

Until you finish the work you have

And she gave me a smile

And I was crazy

And then in the exam

She turned it all upside down

Carito left the valley

I remember her singing

Because she left me very sad

For her land she left

Carito speaks to me in English

how beautiful it looks

Carito speaks to me in English

What does it tell me? I don't know

She would take you to my land

Honey, tell me yes

that I don't want to die

Honey, don't tell me no

that I die for your love

Honey, tell me yes

that I don't want to die

Honey, don't tell me no

that I die for your love

What does race matter?

neither the language

If in the end what counts

He is the good person

If you are from the highlands

Or from hot land

If finally what it's worth

is that they are good people

What does your creed matter?

If he is an influential man

If in the end what counts

It's decent people

It doesn't matter if it's white

If he is poor and famous

If finally what it's worth

It is that I sing tasty